Matty Dove had 18 months to try and find a buyer for her late grandmother's lighthouse. A buyer who, she hoped, would not only buy the lighthouse, but love the village so much that they would invest time and money into saving the community. In 18 mo...
Bill had a fire roaring in the outside fireplace when the four men arrived. Matty brought the men mugs of Irish coffee and quickly kissed Bill and went back inside, wishing them all good luck.
Carl asked the obvious question.
"Okay, Bill, wese all 'ere. So, why is wese all 'ere?"
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Bill sipped his coffee and stared at the four men.
Officer Temple laughed.
"Are we waiting for a sign from God or something?"
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Bill shook his head.
"No. Gentlemen, we are going hunting."
Michael Simpson laughed.
"Den maybe we should 'ave brought guns, 'stead of chainsaws. Unless wese huntin' trees."
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"No, we are not hunting trees, Mike. We are going hunting for gold."
Wike stared at Bill.
"Me fuckin' nerves, Billy boy. Don't be tellin' me dat youse bought into dat old gold rumour."
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